A/N I wanted to mention that Quil does patrol every other day while Claire's in school. On the other days when he's not patrolling he works at a car sales place in Forks.

Claire wasn't having a good time in school. I kept trying to get her to talk to kids, but the ones that she did talk to she didn't like because they were mean. She thought that since those ones were mean they all were mean. I knew that she love to talk when we were alone or with people from the pack, but I think that she should be with people closer to her own age. Sometimes she played with Malena, Jacob and Kaira's daughter, but Malena was only four. Claire didn't mind playing with her, but I think that she got bored with it.

I went to pick up Claire from school; as usual she was one of the first people coming out of the school's doors. She ran to the pick-up and jumped in. I didn't even bother asking her how her day went since I already knew that she hated going to school. I really wanted to do something about her school that would make her happy. I was constantly trying to figure out a way that she could go to school and be happy at the same time, but I hadn't come up with anything yet.

"Did you find any good books at the library today?" I knew that this was always one topic that she would happily talk about when it came to school.

"Yeah. I got a new one about wolves." Since last week when she found out about werewolves she had been reading a lot about wolves. She wanted to know our habits; I think that she wanted to find out anything there is to know about them because it made her feel closer to the pack.

When we got home Claire dropped her bag on the floor. She grabbed a book from her bag and then went up to her room. It had became a routine that everyday that she came home from school, go up to her room, and read whatever new book that she had checked out. She would come down and eat supper, and then afterwards at the kitchen table she would do her homework. I would usually do the dishes while she did it because she never needed any help. After that we would usually play some kind of a game, go on a walk, or something like that.

I went through her backpack that she had dropped on the floor since she usually forgot to give me things that the teacher gave her for the parents to read. Usually they have a just a piece of paper for all of the parents. Today there was an envelope that had Quil Ateara written across the front. I opened it up, and there was a short letter inside.

Dear Quil,

I would very much appreciate it if you were to come in and talk to me about Claire. Please call me at 123-456-7890, so we can set up a meeting after school. I stay after everyday until about 4 o'clock.

Thank you,

Miss Jacobson

I was worried. Why would she send this letter home to just Claire and not any of the other kids? Had she done something wrong? I didn't want to say anything to Claire about it though, in case I looked upset. Sometimes when I am upset Claire thinks that it's her fault. She would for sure think that if I start asking about the letter that was sent home.

I looked at the clock it was 3:45; Miss Jacobson would still be there. I went and grabbed the phone and dialed her number. It rang quite a few times. I was beginning to worry that she had left early today; finally she picked up.

"Hello."

"Hi. Miss Jacobson?"

"Yes, that's me. How can I help you?"

"This is Quil Ateara. I just read the letter you sent home with Claire."

"Oh, do you have a day that you could come in after school to talk to me?"

"Well, I can tomorrow after school I can bring Claire to her Aunt Emily's, and then I can come back in, if that's fine."

"Yeah, that sounds great. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

I hung up and than dialed Sam's home number.

"Hey Quil, what's up?" said Emily.

"Hi. I was wondering if it was normal for parents to go in for meetings only after a week of school?"

"I don't know Quil. What's going on?"

"I got a letter from Claire's teacher asking for a meeting with me about Claire. I just called her and I'm meeting with her tomorrow after school."

"Well normally I don't think teachers meet with parents this soon in the year, but maybe something happened. Have you asked Claire about it?"

"No, I don't want to get her upset."

"Well than you're just going to have to wait and see what she says."

"I guess you're right. Oh, I almost forgot. Are you busy tomorrow night?"

"No."

"Can Claire be there while I'm having the meeting with Miss Jacobson?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Thanks a ton."

"No problem."

"See you tomorrow."

"Bye."

I hung up, and started getting supper ready. Tonight we were having steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, and peaches. I hate to admit this, but I know how to cook. When I was younger I was a bit of a mama's boy; one of the things I learned to do when I was younger with my mom was cook. When I moved out into my own house I still cooked for myself part of the time. Before Claire came I cooked about 1/3 of the time, and the other 2/3 was spent eating at Sam's. Now that Claire was living here we usually ate here on school nights so she would get enough sleep. On the weekends we usually ate at Sam and Emily's, since we usually did things with the pack on weekends.

At super we ate and Claire chattered like normal. It was usually about what new book she was reading, or what interesting facts that she found out that day.

Finally I couldn't take it any more, I had to try and find out what was going on. "Claire tomorrow after school I have a meeting with your teacher. Emily said that it's fine if I bring you to their house while I'm at the meeting."

"Okay. Do you have to have the meeting with Miss Jacobson because I'm in trouble?"

"Have you done anything to get in trouble for?"

"No."

"Then that's your answer." I felt a tiny bit relieved. At least Claire didn't think that she did anything wrong.

After super and homework Clair wanted to watch a movie, so we ended up watching The Lion King. Claire made it through half the movie before falling asleep. I didn't feel like watching the rest, so I carried Claire up to bed. I tried to sleep that night, but I couldn't because I couldn't stop worrying about the meeting that I was going to the next day.

The whole next day while I was working I couldn't quit worrying, and I was really distracted. Finally I was done, and it was time to pick up Claire. I went and got her, and dropped her off at Emily's. Then I went back to the school.

Miss Jacobson was waiting in her room. "Hello."

"Hi, Quil. How are you today?" she asked.

"I guess I'm alright."

"Why don't we sit down until the principle gets here?"

"Why is the principle coming down here?"

"Oh, don't worry. It isn't anything bad; we'll explain once she's down here." Her consolation didn't help. I'm really glad that I didn't know that the principle would be meeting with us also. I would have been even more of wreck if I would have known that.

I kept my ears peeled, and finally I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. That must be her because I hadn't heard anyone else walking down here. Then there was a knock on the door before the principle came in.

"Joyce this is Quil, Claire's guardian, and Quil this is Joyce Backland our principle," said Miss Jacobson.

"Hello," I said shaking her hand.

"Hi," she said in return.

"Let's all sit down," Miss Jacobson said.

"Quil we brought you in here to discuss the Claire's results on the tests the students did at the beginning of the year."

"What was wrong with them?" I asked.

"Nothing was wrong with them. It's actually the opposite. She did extremely well on them," answered Ms. Backland.

"Then what's the problem?"

"After she did so well on those test we had her take some more advanced tests. She is far above the level of her peers."

"That's what this is about? You realized how smart she is?"

"Yes, and we were wondering if you were interested in having her put in an accelerated program. We do have programs here that are for fast learners, but that will only last so long. She is approximately at the level of a third or forth grader. We aren't quite sure yet because we have not tested everything. It will take a year or two for her to finish the programs we have here, but after that we wanted you to consider having her enrolled in a private school," said Miss Jacobson

"I know that sounds bad coming from a public school principle, but we want our students to achieve whatever they possibly can. So, being honest with you, we have to tell you that a private school will have programs better equipped for her. If we put her in the class that matches the level that she's at right now here she would feel very out of place. At least in a private school there are more likely to be students at her level closer to her age," Ms. Backland.

"Since the first week of school when I would hand out worksheets Claire would pull out a book just a few minutes after I handed it out. I decided that I would just let her read and when she handed in an unfinished worksheet I could talk to her about it then. Well much to my surprise, when everyone handed in their worksheets she had the best score. It took her about a half an hour less to do it. She ends up with a bunch of time where she's doing nothing because she understands everything," said Miss Jacobson.

"When student get bored in school because there is nothing to do they may begin to resent having to come here. So, it may be best if we do something about it right away," said Ms. Backland.

"I think that it would be a great idea for her to do an accelerated program, but I'm going to have to talk to Claire and her dad about this before any final decisions are made."

"That's fine. You can call me anytime during school hours. Keep in mind that the sooner Claire is able to get into the accelerated program the easier it will for her catch up with others in the program."

"I probably call you by the end of the week if that's fine?"

"That sounds great." We all stood up. "It was nice meeting with you Quil."

"Yeah, you too." I shook hands with Ms. Backland and than with Miss Jacobson, and then I left.

I went to Sam's to pick Claire up. I walked into the house, and Claire came running at me. She launched into my arms giving me a big hug. I hugged her back and whispered into her ear. "Did you do all of your homework?"

"Yup, and Emily told me a secret."

"Really? What's the secret?"

"She said I can't tell anyone until supper. Oh yeah, she said that me and you should stay for supper."

"We can if you want to."

"Great. What did my teacher want to talk to you about?" she said with concern etched on her face.

"She wanted to tell me how smart you are. She thinks that you should go into some harder classes."

"Am I going to?"

"Only if you want to."

"Yeah, I do. I like Miss Jacobson, but I just sit there all day because things are so easy."

"Well I'm going to call your dad, and than we should be able to get you into those classes."

Emily came into the living room. "Are you guys going to stay for supper?"

"Yup," Claire answered. "Can I help you finish making things?"

"Sure Hun, come on," Emily said smiling motioning Claire to follow her into the kitchen.

I went down into their basement. Sam, Embry, Brady and Collin were down there. "Oh good, your here so the little monster will leave us alone," said Embry.

"To bad for you cause Emily asked us to stay for supper. Besides, what's Claire ever done to you?" I asked.

"For one thing she's smarter than him, and he doesn't like it when she rubs it into his face," answered Sam. Collin, Brady, and I laughed and Embry glared at us.

"Where have you been, Quil," asked Brady, "I haven't seen you around in a long time. What happened to the parties we had planned on going?"

"I'm taking care of Claire, Brady. Besides the only reason that I ever went to those parties is because I wanted to find a girl, and now that I have found I girl I don't need to go look for one."

"But she's six. It's not like you two will be doing anything anytime soon," Collin broke in.

"Well it's not like I'm getting any older. I can wait until the end of time if it comes to that. I just have to be patient."

"I don't know if I could do that man. I mean the only girl that you will like ever is only six right now. You don't pay any attention to any other girls. That would just be weird," said Brady.

"Neither of you have imprinted. Even though you can see into our heads you won't know what it's really like until it happens to you. Than you'll understand it better," said Sam.

Then the door coming down to the basement opened. "Guys it's time for supper," said Emily yelling down the stairs.

"Coming," Sam yelled back.

We went upstairs, and started shoveling food onto our plates. Today Emily had made lasagna. We all sat down at the table and dug into our food. Claire was sitting next to me while we ate.

"Quil do you like it?" she asked me.

"Yeah it's great!" I said enthusiastically.

"I helped make it."

"Really! What did you do?"

"I put the garlic and all that stuff on the bread. I also helped Aunt Emily put all of the noodles and sauce and that stuff in the pan."

"Well it taste even better than normal, and you didn't even get sauce on your clothes. It must be because your such a good cook," I said. I could hear Embry chuckle under his breath, but I ignored him.

"Emily can I tell them?" Claire asked.

"Yeah, you can."

"I'm going to get to be a cousin!" she said excitedly. Everyone was frozen for a second and then Embry, Collin, and Brady's mouths fell open, along with my own.

Sam jumped up from his chair. "What?" he asked looking at Emily. She looked at him with a grin on her face and nodded. Sam pulled Emily out of her chair and wrapped his arms around her. I could hear him whispering quietly in her ear, "I'm going to be a dad, I'm going to be a dad," over and over again. Eventually everyone calmed down, and Sam and Emily sat back down.

"Oh, Quil I forgot all about your meeting. How did that go?"

"It wasn't anything bad like I had thought that it would be. They actually wanted to talk to me because Claire is so smart."

"Seriously, why did you have to go there; was Claire in trouble?" Collin asked skeptically.

"I am serious. She took some tests and did really well on them. The principle said that for now we can put her in some advanced classes now, but eventually she might have to go to a private school." Everyone at the table looked impressed.

"Well who knew that we had a genius among us?" said Embry joking.

"Brady your just jealous because you aren't smart like me," said Claire. Everyone but Embry laughed at her comment. We kept making fun of Embry all of the way through dinner, and than we left afterwards because it was late and Claire had school the next day.

I called Tyler after Claire had gone to sleep. He was still awake even though it was about midnight there. I told him everything that the teacher had said and he agreed that she should take all of the advanced classes that she could. This was the first night that I was able to go to sleep happy and content.

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